Redman - We Don't No Know 2 Act - Sözleri

[Redman]


Bricks..  yo, yo


A la de da de da (A la de da de da)


A la de da de (A la de da de)


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Yo, Doc and Killer Bees Swarm


Grabbin' my groin


Walk in the bar, people scream like I'm Norm (Wassssup!)


Walkin my dogs, that shit on your lawn


I'll fertlize a whole farm when it thunderstorms


I carry weight, 38's in the waist


Battling me is like thirty 8's in Kuwait


We need that heavy ammo for the mammal


On your channels


Running with broke shackles ‘round their ankles


You're four but.. I'll fist fight a slut


That'll leave her mouth red like pistachio nuts


You lift the band-aid, you see RED in the cut


Any bitch in my whip, she came here to FUCK


Dog, it's no love when I enter the club


It's like, blade, blood out you're sprinklers


I broke loose, full battery pack, Absolute


So action can't be closed-captioned


HERE WE GO AGAIN!





[Chorus]


We in the club


We don't know how to act, and uh


We in the hood


We don't know how to act, and uh


We all whites


We don't know how to act, and uh


We on the mic nigga!


We don't know how to act, and uh





Brick City! Brick City! Brick City! Brick City!


Brick, Brick City! Brick City! Brick City! Brick City!


Brick, Brick City!





It ain't where you from, it's about where you at


Put you're shit away, you could get stomped for that





Yo, you want that hardcore?


Then ask for DOC


Only class I passed


Was blunts and acid watch


Call me the powder inside the plastic box


C-4, the for-eign until I deport


It's war, two guns or call it quits


All my gun talk, will start with an argument


Here's a FUCK YOU to my BITCH nosey friends


Shootin' guards, same position Kobie in


My mascot broke out the padlocks just in order


To clothes hang bicycle men and skateboarders


Cause you don't give a fuck, we just like ya


My middle fingers up, like thumbs on hitch hikers


When the bricks holla, if you want it?


COME GET IT!


Don't want your fam dead and tied?


DON'T SWEAT IT!


It's RED, I'm throwin lead off a moped


At high-noon, cowboy style


Walkin' with bow legs


I'll be throwing eggs mystery night


Before it is, I'll blow four in them


HERE WE GO AGAIN!





[Chorus]


We in the club


We don't know how to act, nigga (and uh)


We in the hood


We don't know how to act, nigga (and uh)


We in the whip


And we don't know how to act, and uh


Ya'll startin' shit


Cause we don't know how to act, and uh





Brick City! Brick City!(Come On) Brick City!


Brick City! (Come On) Brick, Brick City! Brick City! (Come On)


Brick City! Brick, Brick City!





It ain't where you from, it's about where you at


Put you're shit away, you could get stomped for that





Come On


Come Oonnn.. on.. on


 











		
			



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